Monsoon

It’s finally here. Mausim - season, monsoon - rains and you find it in the breeze today. Distinctly from the South West sending the clouds scurrying across the sky and the sound and light shows and the mosquitos blown away this is the season of the sun, disappearing of course. Termites take wing and fly , snakes appear on the landscape, power cuts are the norm with a little bit of rain and vodka is at its tastiest. The constant buzz of the chicadee , the flying insects inside the house and clothes refusing to dry. Rainwater in my tank and my well brimmeth over. Season to plant trees and offset carbon, i go for the pongaemia. Red mud on my shoes and Chyna - the dog- needs a blanket now to sleep upon. The rains are upon us and all is well with the world.